Combeferre notes what Enjolras says, and does not say, about the arrest. With Enjolras every word and every silence is deliberate and communicative. It's still not enough to make Combeferre somber--not with Enjolras and Courfeyrac standing right there, not with the three of them reunited. But it's enough to make him understand that there are even more questions to ask than he'd thought.

"Far be it from me to deny Bahorel the chance to entertain us."

Combeferre isn't feeling very sensible at the moment, and is entirely on the side of rushing through halls and pounding on doors. There's only one consideration that makes him pause. "Which would be fastest, sending them notes or going looking?" He looks from Enjolras to Courfeyrac, feeling a bit at sea in this world they know, a world in which he wouldn't even know how to start looking for his other friends.